I just walked inside the party with a pocket full of blues
Ever since I got this money now I fuck these hoes in twos
I just popped me a lil perky now I'm bout to bust my groove
Now I'm bout to bust my move
It's Margiela on my boo

I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Bond number nine on my fragrance, Shawty, she lovin' my cadence
Stay down, just be patient, And I promise you that we gon' make it

If I gotta risk it all, that's the risk I'm takin
Ain't no fakin' in my pimpin', all these hoes I'm slayin
All my pieces hittin', all my shooters sprayin
Fuck my opposition, we gon' dig they
graves

I can't be no slave, I gotta get paid
Bottega my shades, I can't see your shade

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, I said, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

I can't lie, I like you, baby, what you want
Saint Laurent, Jimmy Choo, tell me what you want
I can tell that you bougie and you like to flaunt
Baby girl don't front, I said, you get what you want
Throw my opps up in a blunt, you know Drip he like to stunt
And her Rick Owens say cunt,
it's fourth down, but we won't punt

I got shooters in the cut and we'll give you what you want
I got shooters in the cut and we'll give you what you want